I became a crow's mouth after crossing

Su Lang and his party finally arrived at the gate of the city before feeling like they were going to fall apart.There was already a long line of people waiting to enter the city, wearing similar sackcloth, some looking newer, some more worn.

The half-dead Su Lang forced himself to lift the curtain of the carriage window, and looked at the top of the city wall. The two big characters of Liaocheng engraved on it seemed to be covered with traces of wind and frost after many years of invasion.

At the gate of the city where there is only one carriage, soldiers in armor are standing on both sides, and they are checking one by one. It seems that they have to read the pedestrian's paperwork to confirm their identity before they are released.

Su Lang lifted the curtain in front of the carriage, poked his head out, and asked curiously, "Fourth Uncle, what are they doing?"

Su Si, who was sitting alone in front of the car and driving the car, was not surprised and said, "I am checking the directions of the people who want to enter the city, and only after confirming that they are the people of Daqi will let them go."

Oh, so the current dynasty is Daqi.Su Lang memorized it silently, and continued to ask: "Then do we have any?"

Su Si said "hmm", and with a straw in his mouth, he said lazily, "I'm taking it with you, don't worry Lang'er."

Su Lang rolled his eyes and begged, "Fourth Uncle, show me."

Seeing that he didn't worry at all, it would be no problem to come to this guide. Su Lang was more curious, and wanted to know how they got away with it.

"No." Su Si took out three thin scarlet booklets from his chest, and handed them to the young man.

Su Lang took a look, and saw four large characters written neatly on it in a font similar to official script - Daqi Luyin.He opened the top one, and there was only one page inside. The inner layer was made of silk like gauze, and the identity of Su Si, a villager of Baishui Village, was simply written, as evidenced by the official seal.

His own is the same, Su Lang, the son of Su Da in Baishui Village.

Then there is Luo Zhan, the son of Su Yongfu in Baishui Village, Su Dewang.

Su Lang laughed out loud.

Su Si moved the grass in his mouth from the right to the left of the corner of his mouth, and squinted over: "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Zhan, who was sitting opposite the boy, also cast his gaze over.

"It's nothing." Su Lang shook his head, but his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and there was a little mischief.

Su Dewang, the beauty and this name are simply two different styles of painting, full of sense of contradiction.

But if he guessed correctly, the identities of the people in the village should be fake.

The road guide is just a written explanation, unlike the ID card in modern society that has a corresponding photo, the disadvantage of this kind of written proof is that it is easy to impersonate, unless the government people go deep into Baishui Village to investigate, otherwise , it's hard to recognize none of them here.

Su Si seemed to understand something, and glanced at Luo Zhan through the curtain with a smile in his eyes. He looked at the team that was still short of ten people in front of him, pondered for a moment, turned around and opened the curtain, and then fell silent in Luo Zhan's eyes. With deep bright eyes, he swiftly tapped him twice.

Luo Zhan's eyes flickered slightly, and after realizing that he couldn't move, there was no panic on his face.With a calm face, he watched Su Si take out a small medicine box, use his fingers to draw out a large lump of ointment and apply it on his face.

Under Su Si's actions, the face of the handsome and dignified young master immediately turned sallow.

Su Lang looked curious, but at the same time a little disgusted: "Ah Zhan has become ugly."

Hearing this, Luo Zhan glanced over coldly, staring straight at him.

Su Lang looked at him for a while, then said in a low voice, "I'll still want Ah Zhan even if I've become ugly."

Su Si, who watched the scene, touched his chin and said, "Lang'er, when the officers and soldiers ask, they will say that he is your foster husband, Awang, who is dumb, remember?"

Su Si had an intuition that this kid would not run away, but one more thing is worse than one less thing, just in case, he only unlocked one of the points, and left the dumb point unsolved, so as not to draw the attention of officers and soldiers by his nonsense.

"Remember." Su Lang nodded solemnly.

The corner of Luo Zhan's mouth twitched when he heard the name, and he silently remembered this.

When it was their turn, the leading official looked at Su Lang and his guide, and said strangely: "The people of Baishui Village, I didn't expect that there are actually living people in this place?"

Su Si smiled: "Thanks to the adults, when the incident happened, my father and some uncles happened to take our brothers into the mountains, so we escaped by luck. Later, we were afraid of those beasts. Next, I simply lived in the mountains and made a living by hunting, so I could barely continue the Su family's incense."

Hearing that the expression of the officer and soldier was also very hopeful, and this was consistent with the news he heard from his colleagues, he no longer doubted: "It's also a blessing in misfortune, well, let's go in."

The three of them entered the city without any risk.

Su Si has been to Liaocheng several times, and their village has some business dealings with the Taifu restaurant in the city, this time he also took the opportunity to deliver some goods to the restaurant.

After the carriage stopped, Su Si went to the back to fetch a dozen pheasants and five or six rabbits, and told Su Lang: "Lang'er, you wait in the carriage, I will come as soon as I go."

"Understood, fourth uncle." Su Lang responded obediently.

After sitting quietly for a while, Su Lang couldn't help but secretly opened the curtain and looked out. The name Liaocheng sounds like it's quite big, but it looks a little run down. It's not a spacious Qingshiban Street, and the shops on both sides are not very new. They all look like they are of some age.The law and order is very good. The pedestrians and vendors are all in a harmonious scene, but the word "busy" really doesn't match up.

Seeing this, Su Lang felt a little heavy in his heart.

The economic development of this so-called Daqi does not seem to be very good.

Thinking this way in his heart, the young man praised against his will: "Ah Zhan, there are so many people outside, it's so lively."

Being looked at by those shining eyes, Luo Zhan couldn't bear to tell him that compared with Weiling where Luo Mansion is located, Liaocheng, a small town on the southern border of the barbarians, is not enough to look barren... Fortunately, he couldn't make a sound, only Silently hooked the corner of the boy's lips.

Su Lang thought he was agreeing with him.

After Su Si came back, he didn't want to stay in the carriage no matter what, and stubbornly wanted to go down.

Su Si had nothing to do with him, the three of them got out of the carriage together, held the noose of the carriage in their hands, and pulled it along while strolling.

As a mountain native who entered the city for the first time, Su Lang's behavior fits his identity very well. He held Luo Zhan with one hand, and seemed to be curious about everything. bought it.

Luo Zhan, who couldn't speak, accompanied him all the way, and found that this little bastard looked more like a young master who didn't know suffering than him.Especially when he was shopping, the dialogue was so simple and weird, it was a routine from beginning to end, it was hard to look directly at.

The little bastard asked: "Shopkeeper, what is this?"

After the other party answered, he asked immediately, "Can I eat it?"

As long as the other party told him that it was okay, the little bastard would immediately smile and wave his hand to ask Su Si to buy it.

And the man who followed them paid for the money without saying a word.

Those who don't know, probably think that this is the young master and servant who sneaked out from some rich family, and he himself is that servant with no status at all.

As the former eldest master, Luo Zhan's mood was complicated, but also a little ironic.

After one lap, the carriage was filled to sixty to seventy percent full.

Coming out of a rice shop, Su Lang calculated his harvest today. He had wheat, sweet potatoes, corn, and peanuts. Most importantly, he found unhulled ones. rice!

"It's over." Su Lang rubbed his stomach contentedly, "Fourth Uncle, I'm hungry."

Luo Zhan thought deeply, after walking around for almost two hours, he should be hungry.

"What does Lang'er want to eat?" Su Si asked.

Su Lang glanced sharply at a wonton shop in the corner, and pointed there: "Let's eat wontons."

He went there to fill his stomach, but he didn't expect how delicious it would be. Unexpectedly, after taking the first bite, Su Lang was instantly overwhelmed by the fat meat filling.He didn't know what to say, anyway, this pork tasted better than all the pork he had eaten before.

He didn't have time to talk, so he ate a large bowl of wontons upside down, leaving not even a mouthful of soup left.

Reminiscing the fragrance between his lips and teeth, Su Lang sighed and thought, who said that the craftsmanship of ancient people must not be as good as that of later generations?At least this original taste made him very rare.

Thinking of Su Da who was still at home, Su Lang beckoned: "Old man, pack me twenty raw wontons, I want to take them away!" He thought about the hot weather, but it was just a return trip, It shouldn't be bad when you go back, right?

The owner and his wife, who were over half a century old, narrowed their eyes when they smiled, and greeted warmly: "Wait a moment, I'll prepare it for you right away."

Su Lang thought for a while and was still a little worried: "Fourth Uncle, when you go back next time, you should drive faster."

After taking the last bite, Su Si wiped his mouth and said cheerfully, "No problem."

Luo Zhan glanced sideways at the young man, and couldn't help being touched in his heart.

He didn't forget that this little bastard was thrown up several times by the carriage when he came here, but in order for those people in the village to eat the wontons he brought back earlier, he would rather endure the bumpy road, his filial piety is commendable.

They were obviously a group of bandits, but what he saw in the village were all about father's kindness, son's filial piety, brother and friend respect, simplicity and harmony.

This kind of emotion was something Luo Zhan had never experienced in Luo's mansion in his previous life.

The old man moved very quickly, and without making them wait long, he wrapped twenty wontons with thin skins and lots of stuffing.

After Su Si settled the bill, the three got up and left.

At this time, a very familiar voice suddenly came from Luo Zhan's ear.

"Chenzhi...young master?"